This is my story of a happy ending after a 2 year long battle with TTC as a PCOS'er... After the toughest period of our lives, our prayers were finally answered and now we have the sweetest babe to call our own. This is my account of dealing with new parenthood- the pretty and not so pretty :)

Tuesday, October 26, 2010

getting back in shape

Today Birdie slept an extra long nap giving me some time to get ready for a lunch date I had with a friend.

I love Fall, and fall clothes. I was super excited to have the time to actually think about what I was going to wear seeing I've been living in my maternity leggings and jeans. But lo and behold nothing really fit. Ok I wasn't expecting jeans to fit, but I thought for sure my pre-pregnancy jeggings or fitted shirts would. Um no. I had no clue my thighs increased in size so much since the jeggings refused to go beyond that area. And who knew my boobs had grown so much - none of the fitted shirts I tried fitted right. Wow a real wake up call.

I want to preface this by saying the process of pregnancy and giving birth gave me a whole new appreciation for just what my body is capable of. Like most women, I've had a love-hate relationship with my weight most of my life, but I was at an all time low with the toll PCOS/infertility took on it and the sense of feeling like my body was failing me. So I'm going to keep my goals realistic and in no way allow it to become obsessive. That being said I'd still like to return to a healthier weight for myself.

Yesterday marked 6 weeks since Birdie's birth and I have to admit I've been eating like crap. I've had little time to think about what I eat, and though I'm not eating a whole lot I'm surely getting extra calories from the cookies, bagels and donuts that have become too regular for comfort. It's not good for my insulin resistance and it surely can't be good for her either.

I want to commit to being a little more mindful of my eating habits. Now with 6 weeks behind us, motherhood isn't as overwhelming as it was, so I should be able to carve out some time for myself to plan meals in advance and to head to the gym.

Today keeping this in mind I handed Birdie over to husband when he got home (with a bottle of pumped milk in the fridge if needed) and headed downstairs to the gym. I have absolutely no excuse seeing I have a full fledged gym in my apartment building.

I'm starting slowly: 30 minutes on the treadmill. At a pace that actually got me sweating a little. And you know what? It felt really good. I am thinking of doing one of those from couch to 5k training things- it'll keep me movitated and challenge me.

I read that losing 1.5lbs/wk while breast feeding is totally ok. So this will be my goal for the 2olbs I'd like to lose. I'll let you know how it goes. Slow and steady wins the race!

6 comments:

I had this same brutal wake-up call this week when trying to find dress clothes to wear to church.Guess I had unrealistic expectations when it came to weight loss!!! I hope your pounds fall off quickly. :)

Yay! A weight loss buddy! I had the same wake up when I went to put on something (anything) when my pregnancy pants started falling off. Aperantly, just because the pregnancy pants fall off doesn't mean your regular ones fit. :)

yay for working out postpartum! it feels good doing something for ourselves right? just thought i'd share... when my husband makes his lunch for work, he also makes my lunch so that the next day, i just have to heat it up, or add salad dressing to my salad. this has made it easier for me to eat healthier since it's less things i have to do while juggling a baby =)

About Me

I'm 31. Husband is 35. We've been married for 5 years and we're still madly in love. Manhattan is home for now. We have a lovely life in every sense, but had been trying to add a little bundle of joy to the mix for 2 years. It was an awfully lonely journey but we finally have our little miracle in our lives. Follow along as I make the journey from a TTC PCOS'er to a new mama.